Some people, maybe their limit is there, but if they gain the power of the heart, such as the resurrection of a loved one, then they have a great possibility to break through the limit and achieve higher achievements.

And Xia Mu's current situation is the same, although Lingyao has thousands of ways to help him temper and strengthen his will, it is impossible to temper it to the point where he can completely fuse the will of the Ten Thousand Realms Tower, even if the saint himself is resurrected, it is impossible to do it, because the limit is there, Lingyao can help Xia Mu break the limit of the will of the divine soul once or twice, but it is impossible to help him break the limit indefinitely, if Lingyao can do it, then his strength is probably millions of times more terrifying than the saint.

So in the end, everything depends on Xia Mu himself, using the power of the soul to break the limit of will, complete the final fusion, and use his own will to fuse the will of the Ten Thousand Worlds Tower, and then replace it and become the sole master of the Ten Thousand Worlds Tower.

"It's still holding on. ”

Although the spasms in his body continued to intensify, Xia Mu had a smile on his face.

Fortunately, in the past, he was ruthless enough to himself for the sake of cultivation, so he could still withstand this method of tempering the will of the divine soul.

As for the so-called spiritual power, to be honest, Xia Mu didn't pay attention to it in the past, and he didn't practice for it in particular.

Of course, knowing is still knowing, the so-called power of the mind, as early as Kyushu and Lao Dao tomb robbery, he understood something, such as the triple realm of Buddhism. The first is to see that the mountain is a mountain and the water is water, the second is to see that the mountain is not a mountain and the water is not water, and the third is to see that the mountain is still a mountain and the water is still water.

The so-called first re-look at the mountain is the mountain, and the water is the water, which refers to the initial gaze, the initial feeling, to see the most basic appearance of the landscape, and the second to see the mountain is not the mountain, the water is not the water, which refers to the fact that what you see is not necessarily the truth, nor does it necessarily represent the whole, everything is like seeing flowers in the fog, like real and false, like a dream.

And the last time to look at the mountains or the mountains, to see the water or the water, that is to see the inner essence through the appearance of the landscape, this is a kind of insight into the world, in the words of Taoism, that is to return to the basics.

The situation that Xia Mu is facing now is the same, the pain he feels now is indeed the real pain that exists, but how to suppress this pain through the power of the soul involves the second and third spiritual realms.

However, if you want to complete the entire process of recognizing the Lord, Xia Mu's spiritual realm must reach the fourth level, which is inclusive of all rivers and rivers, and tolerance is great!

Because whether it is the second spiritual realm or the triple spiritual realm, it is only an insight into the essence of things, but the things themselves still exist, that is to say, even if Xia Mu's spiritual realm is raised to the third level, the pain still exists, and only by reaching the fourth level, the state of mind that accommodates all things in the universe, can everything be contained, which naturally includes pain.

Of course, this is not to say that the second and third realms are not important, and if you don't see through the essence of things, how can you accommodate their existence?

What's more, the fusion with the will of the Ten Thousand Realms Tower originally involved the pain of the level of the divine soul's will, which was thousands of times more intense than the pain of the physical body, if it was not for the power of the soul, Xia Mu would be tortured to the point of madness sooner or later.

The small golden pagoda was the condensation of the will of the Ten Thousand Realms Tower, and at this time, just the golden mist emitted from the golden needle brought Xia Mu a strong enough pain, and it was conceivable that once it began to fuse, the level of that pain would soar.

One year, two years, three years......

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

While Xia Mu was being tempered by his will, he was also studying the power of the soul, combining the true meaning of Kyushu Taoism and Buddhism, constantly figuring out, and even asking Lingyao for advice.

In this process, Xia Mu learned that the inheritance space he was in now was shrouded in the power of time and space, and a hundred days here was equivalent to one day in the outside world, so he had enough time to squander, as long as he succeeded, he would not hesitate to spend as much time as he wanted.

Of course, this is Lingyao's idea, Xia Mu naturally wants to end this confession ceremony as soon as possible, because he and Miaoshan still have an agreement, if he misses it, it will really be a dog.

However, the top priority is to successfully complete the ceremony of recognizing the lord in front of him, Xia Mu knows that he can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, not to mention his character, it doesn't matter if the tofu is hot or not, as long as the tofu is still there, he can still eat it.

While thinking about these things boredly, Xia Mu kept trying to improve his spiritual realm, but after a while, he became annoyed: "Damn, this severe pain has intensified faster than I expected, at first, I can easily bear it, but only ten years have passed, the pain level has increased nearly a hundred times, I can't think normally, according to this magnitude, how can I still cultivate my own soul." ”

"Damn. Xia Mu endured the severe pain, opened his eyes and glanced at Ling Yao who was playing chess with him next to him, and had the heart to ask for help, but he knew in his heart that what he had to say, the other party who could help had done it, and the rest could only rely on himself.

"I can't lose, hehe, the power of the soul, the more this situation is easier to improve, I have only cultivated for more than ten years, and my state of mind is naturally not as good as those old monsters who have cultivated for thousands of years, but in the same way, my room for improvement is much greater than theirs, I can't be in a hurry, I have to take my time. Taking a deep breath, the anxious look in Xia Mu's eyes gradually calmed down, and he slowly closed his eyes.

At the moment when he closed his eyes, Ling Yao, who was raising his chess to make a move, paused slightly, and a trace of an inexplicable smile appeared on his face, and then his eyes looked at the pitch-black nothingness above his head, his eyes were contemplative.

And Xia Mu, who closed his eyes, had a rare peace in his heart, although the severe pain blessed on the divine soul was still intensifying, but firstly, this was sharpening his own divine soul will, and secondly, to bear this severe pain, it was a kind of spiritual tempering in itself, as long as he did not die, it would make the strong man's heart more and more firm.

"Not enough, at this rate, how many years and months will it take me to sharpen to the point where I am satisfied with the will to begin to merge with the Ten Thousand Realms Tower?"

"Besides, the first two inheritors may have been honed in this way, but in the end they still failed, which is enough to show that the current grind is not enough, and I need a faster, more effective, and more painful way. ”

The first ten years of the will of the divine soul were sharpened, and maybe the entry would be very fast, but the next ten years and a hundred years ...... Although the degree of improvement is not bad on the whole because of the long time, this is just following the old path of the previous two inheritors, and I am afraid that the result will be the same as theirs.

"Put it to death and live later, if it is not broken or standing!" A flash of firmness flashed in Xia Mu's eyes, and then he opened his eyes again and looked at Ling Yao: "Senior, I need a more ruthless and painful way to sharpen." ”